Why Liliana?*³

"Tristan!" She cried out when he bit her nipple and then she began to pant and moan as he ride his fingers inside her.

"Your nipples are red again and your skin has turned pink. Why Liliana?" His face was expressing his desire. She looked down at him panting. He could hear her heart beating fast as he had sucked her breasts and tortured them.

"You made it red," she looked at them and then at him.

Tristan smiled and withdrew his fingers from inside her and gripped her hair to bring her close. Liliana wasn't satisfied at all. When he pulled his fingers out she wanted to curse him but he slammed her face to his and kissed her.

She tasted her sweet milk from his mouth as they danced together, Tristan had his imagination as he kissed her causing him to moan. "Touch me," he whispered against her lips pausing the kiss.

"You are naked, Tristan," she couldn't believe he was.

"Yes, I am, you've seen me then you get. . ."